My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 184 Disputes

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A little axe with an arc was held by Brown's broad hand, then just saw Brown lift his hand, and the little axe was stuck in each other's brain with a violently spinning and torn air whimper.

This was cut in half by a huge force directly from the middle, but after a pause, the brains burst out like tofu brains with red blood filaments, especially when the other side slowly fell to the ground, like sprinkling dirty water, that white red filament was scattered everywhere, and it looked terrible.

Everyone was stunned when they saw Brown kill without a word, but Brown had been held hostage by the Red Leaf Ridge warriors for a long time. How can you hold back when you kill him now?

“Kill me!” Brown took the axe off his back and touched the waist with his left hand. Another axe was cut directly into the chest of a Gaul, because the axe was sharp and cut directly into each other's chest, and the other's mouth just sounded hoarse and fell to the ground.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa...” Anglo-Saxon warriors barbaric howls out of their weapons and rush to their original allies.

Unlike the Gaul's neat bent moon axe, the Vikings' disk axe, the Anglo-Saxons did not have neat and uniform equipment, they all picked up their own hands. Although the excess iron was cast into small hand axes for use, the weapons were varied: the knight's long sword, the heavy sword of the Roman infantry, the short sword of the Macedonians, all provided by the merchants, arms smuggling, very profitable, ancient, the merchants tend to move.

And this habit is quite satisfactory for small-scale combat, because one side chopped one, the other side fought in a completely different way, one without turning back, is the end of a different body, for a while Gauls and Vikings suffered a lot.

By the time Bonaparte and Ingrisi got word that they were rushing in, more than two hundred people had fallen into the bloodstream.

Although Bonaparte is Gaul and does not regard ordinary people as human beings, they are quite caring for their own people, their three barbarians dressed differently, watching their own people fall to the ground, Bonaparte was furious and had to pull out half a moon axe and Brown desperately.

But Ingrisi grabbed him and asked him in a hazy tone: "Brown, what's going on here? ”

They're both angry, but what's less angry about Brown than them? Grievance, anger, and killing all tangled up in Brown's mind, only to see Brown roaring loudly: “What's going on? You two ask me what's going on? Why don't you ask yourselves what's going on? What were you two doing when I attacked the city ahead? ”

The two of them listened, broke down, no matter what Brown did, after all, this alliance needed to be maintained or it needed to be maintained in a big way, otherwise the collapse of the alliance was imminent.

And what Brown does is business, so to speak, is this. Although barbarians like to talk with their fists, it's not unreasonable. It's specially equipped with the brains of a barbarian leader.

As long as Brown occupies this article, no reason whatsoever can be given to Brown.

There was a chirp in their hearts.

“What the hell happened?” Ingrisi asked with a gloomy eye, but there was no Bonaparte interrogator, which calmed Brown down a few points.

But he was still angry: "Look what you little bastards did! When we Angloids killed our enemies in the front, they robbed us in the back! What is this called? What is this called? ”

The two leaders were angry, but more angry with Brown. What do you mean, little bastard? They're called little bastards. What's the name of the man we gave birth to? Old bastard?

In the meantime, when the two of you are really angry, from the top of your mind, evil, daring, pulling the knife against each other?

It's a good idea, but you don't want the Alliance anymore? Bonaparte hesitated, his people were the least, and if the Alliance collapsed, they still had enough power to return to the sea, but if the Camelot knight strikes, it must be his weakest horse.

If the alliance is gone, how can he annex the two barbarians?

Ingrisi was also hesitant for a while. I'm afraid the end result of the collapse of the Alliance at first sight will be to run away. Not only does he have no power to devour the two barbarians, but if he were to devour the weakest Gauls, the Angloids would never stand idly by, because at this time the bright eye would know that the next thing to suffer is himself!

So the alliance must not be broken up!

They looked at each other and had a comparison in mind.

Ingrich had a smile on his face: "Brown, don't worry, we're not here! ”

“Why would they rob you of something?" ”Bonaparte was softened, but he didn't want to lose, just asked cold.

Brown also calmed down a lot at this time, just not cheerful: “Furniture, wine, food, they're robbing these things! ”

“Do you have food?” The eyes of both of them lit up.

'Cause there isn't! ”Brown said in disgust:" The Camelot people still have extra food to make wine, it's too luxurious. ”

The other two shook their heads, their hearts were despicable, but they didn't show up on their faces. When you drink, you drink more than anyone else, you drink better! Luxury?

The two suddenly appeared sad on their faces, remembering that the three of them had frowned and sighed: "Alas! ”

The amazing synchronization rate made the three of them look up at each other at the same time.

“There must be no further delay.” Ingrich said, his voice is cold and cruel: “Now I suggest you take out all your troops and choose a man to command and try to take over the city in three days. ”

Food, it's not enough, 200,000 troops, is extremely strong fighting power, it's also a heavy burden on Burundian. When it can't be maintained by looting, it's a very heavy burden on logistics. Think about it. Even in the Han Dynasty, Tang Dynasty, there were rarely more than 200,000 major battles. None of the more than 200,000 people were famous battles, which put tremendous pressure on economic production, food supply, etc. at that time, let alone barbarians without logistics.

So the city breaks down, it's imperative, the pillage, it's imperative, even without food, the Camelot corpse of fine flesh is enough for them to eat for a long time!

The other two nodded, but their eyes focused on Ingrid again, so who is going to be the commander?!